Current work: finished the Modern Heat
Listening to: various
Reading: Faking it, Jennifer Crusie (enjoying so far – still think my faves by her are Anything But You and Bet Me. Any other recommendations appreciated)
Well – the Modern Heat is done and sent to my ed.
I’m tired now and have post-book blues. Cue grumpiness. I hate saying goodbye to my characters; I’m convinced that both my ed and agent will hate the book (even though I know this happens every time I deliver a book, the crows are still here), and my office is in post-book tip mode (have exceeded my mess tolerance level, so must sort that – except I could do with a nap and I have the school run in a minute anyway).
Weighed myself this morning and that’s made my bad mood much worse. I need to be clever with time management and factor some exercise into my day from now on, because putting on 7lbs per book written is just NOT GOOD.
That’s 7lbs for this book, not 7lbs for each one I’ve written this year (which would be a real disaster as that was my 3rd M&B for the year aka #40 overall).
But it’s still not good.
Why? Wasn’t clever with time management and ended up having to put the hours in over the last week, which means my brain thinks I’ve been working really hard (which I have, mentally) but physically I’ve been in the equivalent of near-catatonia (fingers moving at speed over keyboard does not burn many calories). The problem is not so much with my calorie intake, because I do eat sensibly (apart from the Lindors last week, which isn’t that typical. Usually we don’t have chocolate in the house because everyone knows I have no won’t power – I only buy biscuits I don’t like but everyone else does, for the same reason). The problem is that I don’t have enough physical output. Maybe I should try dictating the next book via Dragon while walking on the spot…